Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

Great Spirit
Creator
my heart is heavy from the day
there are so many things that need to be done
so many relying upon me
that I am weary here at nightfall
and I ask you, humbly,
to take my burdens from me for tonight
and carry them for me while I sleep;
that you watch over me while I rest
and fill my dreams with your beauty,
that you hold my hand and remind me
that I am your child forever.
Great Spirit
when I wake in the morning refreshed
I will gladly return to my work
and give you thanks
for remembering me in my darkness
until it is light again.